Chapter 396: Inspector and Crow

Persistence never brings good results.

The beef brought to him had an unimaginable smell of death, as if oil and sulfur were flowing through their bodies.

Hair is dry, hair is firewood.

It didn't show the toughness that beef should have, and it fell apart when poked with a fork...it still retained at least a little bit of meat.

That's twenty pounds of steak.

Served with their indescribable sauces.

If these twenty pounds can really be equivalent to twenty pounds, then I might as well find an Indian-owned restaurant and hope that there are still Indian-owned restaurants in London in this world.

At least Indians are outstanding in their use of seasonings, and the appearance of food is the price of their use of seasonings.

They make delicious...gooey/curry.

If the city really had any food that humans could eat.

"Sir, can I sit here?"

Ji Lin raised his eyebrows and glanced at a middle-aged man wearing neat brown woolen clothes.

"Of course, please have a seat."

He sat down, his eyes fell on Ji Lin's gas mask placed beside him, and he nodded slightly.

Ji Lin's eyes were focused on the badge on his chest. It should be a badge belonging to the police, but he was not sure. There was an obvious bulge on the opponent's right waist, and there was obviously a pistol inside.

"I didn't interrupt your meal, did I?"

Ji Lin looked at each dish in front of him and only ate a little, and fell into deep thought.

The word "dining" should not have committed a crime against humanity for the time being. It is only these meals that are against humanity.

"Of course not. Why did you come to see me?"

Ji Lin pushed away the steak in front of him. He just didn't want to touch these damn foods anymore... He would rather have five-nut mooncakes as his three meals a day.

The world was a mess, and he could make himself a pretty good potato stew even on the battlefield.

It would be best if the other party came to arrest him, so that he could get away from this meal that tortured normal people.

Hope they have normal food in their store.

"Sir, you are the staff member sent by Night Crow to support us. I ask you to help us deal with some abnormal problems... I didn't find you outside, but I think you should be waiting for me in the restaurant."

The inspector cleared his throat and sighed.

"As you know, the royal family is currently convening knights from all realms, even knights from far away on the mainland... These knights always have to bring their attendants, which is really bad."

"With the influx of large numbers of immigrants, our police officers are only equipped to deal with some... less dangerous situations."

Ji Lin picked up the dinner paper and gently wiped the remaining sauce from the corners of his mouth, folded it and put it aside, then pushed the untouched salad on the table to the inspector.

I really don't know.

But I know now.

"There is a lot of security pressure? What is the royal family going to do to summon knights from all over the country?"

The inspector smiled bitterly, picked up two fruits and vegetables cut into strips, dipped them in the sauce on the table and put them in his mouth. It was obvious that he had been working on this absurd task for a while.

"I don't know, and I don't know any better than you... We have a lot of work to do, and things that the people above don't want to do are all placed on our shoulders."

Ji Lin noticed that the inspector's right hand was a metal prosthesis made entirely of brass and aluminum. It was not very sensitive, but it still allowed him to complete basic movements.

The source material told him that there were runes shining on it.

"Mr. Inspector, when do we set off?"

Ji Lin took a roll of newspapers and started flipping them. He pushed the steak and fish and chips that were basically untouched in front of him to the center of the dining table, indicating to the supervisor that they could use them freely.

Sharing food is the best way for humans to get closer, and it’s definitely not because these foods are too unpalatable.

While browsing the relevant information in the newspaper, he spoke to the inspector who came to see him.

"You can ask the waiter to pack these meals...it is not suitable to eat during working hours. This is my personal preference."

The inspector frowned, then nodded with understanding. Ji Lin didn't know what he was thinking.

"You're right, your work really doesn't lend itself to eating before you start."

The inspector was indeed a little hungry, and he did not refuse Ji Lin's friendly offer to share the food.

Ji Lin flipped through the newspaper, looking for news about population mobility.

"A large number of illegal immigrants have arrived in New London, and the security conditions in the uptown area have deteriorated. Maybe the police are not sorry for the taxes we paid." ’

‘Is the arrival of the knight a good thing or a bad thing? Perhaps they are to blame for London's soaring crime rate. ’

'Entrepreneurs are optimistic about the influx of people, but worker attrition has been increasing recently,' said Sir Thomas of the Academy of Engineering Sciences: 'Low-toxic environments have begun to spread in factory areas, and this is due to toxic gases produced by the accumulation of large amounts of unprocessed waste. . ’

There are really a lot of troubles in this world, and Ji Lin just hopes that his work project is not included in them... Three hundred days is too short.

What could be done, he didn't know.

I have no clue, and the system is pretending to be dead again.

He touched the long metal piece in his pocket, placed it in his palm and gently rubbed the lines engraved on the metal piece.

Birds with black feathers put away their long feathers, lowered their pointed beaks on the branches and closed their eyes, with dark gray crowns of thorns floating on top.

‘The Thirteenth Night Crow Group, leader, Ji Lin. ’